Your face has fallen sad now, for you know the time is nigh. But when I must remove your wings and you, you must try to fly. Come sail your ships around me and burn your bridges down. We make a little history, baby, every time you come around.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 252 | 2025-05-16 15:55:49 | 41.01 | 97% |
| 234 | 2025-05-15 17:55:20 | 40.39 | 96% |